Track 0 (DCS)

[Intro]

Fall

Rise

Bodies

Scattered

Shape

Space

Space

[Verse]

Noise

The bang-bang boogie

Scratches on a disc labeled "Now"

Groove towards center

Mouths move making note of a motherfucker one wishes one would

A soup of words organized by principles if that's what the fuck it sound like

Crashed cab causes psychotic break

A psychiatrist fucked the revolution

Fire dances on burnt remains of children

A wolf, for some reason

Say grace, a cold lake full of secrеts

She stands opposed, he raisе his eyebrow

They exist in context

They dance around the idea of the bang, the bang

The block, the lock, the pop, the trunk

The time, it sounds like

Six in the mornin', something at the door

Padded footsteps move across the floor

Hail Mary full of that ride or die

It's all her fault, and she don't know why

Some-some-some-some butterfly

Cause Wreckx-n-Effects gone awry

Pamplemousse juice when the song is dry

Chip food jiu-jitsu, pursue the sky

Went on a run with a gun beside

Had Roxanne and she hummed a lie

The oil was the funds for the whole supply

Got two options: do she run or fly?

She must've chose right, they all take flight

The world blows up just like it's dynamite

The blast made the valley, but midcity Sally

Didn't dilly or dally, she ran through the alley

Found the pimp juice, tripped and let loose

Missed the neck noose, flipped the net boosted

Internet choose the win, select move

To intercept use the intellect too

And maybe that's a good place to begin:

Somewhere in the dark without no friends

Fears that lie in the minds of men

Start in the middle, try to find the end

Legends are made of stories and codes

Rock them colors as pledges and odes

Stack them bodies to raise the folklore

Gang gang, baby, go stack some more, God-